This is a song about "I am gosth rider im killed you at five times"

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

At times i truly felt that we could make this shit happen,

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Im a lazy stoner but work hard at times

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I spit quickly, i rhyme sickly, im comin at you fiercely,

You killed da nigga i bet his parents at home waiting

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring